Saturday, 25 August 2007

Puppy Paws



Hi everybody,

Super Puppy here, fit, healthy and raring to go again. Yes I have bounced back from my death bed!

Had a great morning puppy walk, ran and ran until my little, no long, legs were tired. Saw a couple of rabbits but decided no, today they can live.

The family are being a little strict with me and keep shouting NO! I try to ignore them. What can you do, if you have managed to sneak a piece of toast at breakfast time, there is no NO big enough to make me drop it, I can tell you. I love to run to the garden and eat in peace and quiet. I always beat them, by the time they catch up with me the toast has gone, ha ha.

When we arrived back after our walk I wanted to check out the new area of our house, some men, called painters (what's a painter?) have delivered lots and lots of interesting things. I can't wait to see what these men are going to do. I spent some time sniffing and checking out some new sheets these men have brought. Are they going to sleep on the job? Not with me around they are not!

I got bored in there and wandered back to the kitchen, my mom was unpacking lots of shopping she didn't hear me coming and I made her jump. Oops she dropped a large bag of stuff, I think they are on drugs, I hear about this white powder on the TV. It went all over the floor, wow what a mess. Of course I got the blame and they shouted at me to get out, so I ran to the garden, again. As I ran I left these super little white footprints, I thought it looked neat, so I ran around the hall a little more. I tried licking them, yucky. Who would cook with food that tastes like that?

I stayed in the garden for a while, let them wash the floor clean, then put on my 'I'm so sorry face' it worked.

Never forget fellow puppies, you can do anything you want to but always follow it up with the special forgive me face. See you tomorrow..............

1 comment:

Leslie Hawes said...

Berries, sticks, acorns and now some dodgy powder...I would be very suspicious of them. It could be a plot to keep you from being strong enough to... BREAK YOUR LEASH!! Way to go, Buffy! I read your recent post about the leash. I know it's not polite to ask a girl how much she weighs...but how much do you weigh?
They weighed me last week and I am 56 pounds.
Are they going to put you in one of those fairs where you pull sleds of big rocks? I bet if they hooked us both to one, we could win the prize!
I can't wait to hear what other kind of trouble you get into. I am getting old and boring. Wait! What am I saying...I'm not old, I'm not borin...z....z...z...z...z